Tokyo Sword Saint Online Dealing

He was different from ordinary people.

The Lord of a Hundred Demons possesses the power to completely slay gods.

This ability, bestowed by a higher-level being, has been mastered by Yuan Qingya to perfection.

This is actually one of the reasons why he is universally hated – ghosts and gods are immortal and difficult to kill completely. If a nemesis comes out at this time, these ghosts and gods will not be able to sleep or eat in peace if he does not die!

Seeing the white-clad swordsman approaching menacingly, a somewhat anxious woman's voice drifted out from the dim, yellow clouds.

What are you all waiting for?

"Humans! Are you going to defy the divine decree?!"

"And you, Tamamo-no-Mae!"

"Are you just watching a show? Aren't you afraid that after this is all over, someone will come and settle accounts with you?"

It was obvious that she was in a hurry.

At the same time, the hazy figure of a woman emerged from the clouds.

"Huang! What are you waiting for?"

"Attack immediately and kill this fiend!"

But she received no reply.

Instead, it was the young swordsman's cold voice that reached her ears.

"Is the mighty Mother Goddess of Takamagahara so enraged that all she can do is call for reinforcements?"

"Do you want to go back and call your man over?"

"Oh, I forgot, your man ran away in fright when he saw your rotting face. Our Daughter of the Underworld is single, isn't she?"

Yuan Qingya is truly sharp-tongued and adept at finding people's weaknesses.

According to the story recorded in the Kojiki, Izanami was indeed rejected, abandoned, and even frightened away by her husband.

This was also a great humiliation for her.

Unfortunately, she didn't have much time to retort, because the sword was already at her.

Meanwhile, amidst the chaos of the battlefield, a soft, faint sigh echoed.

A beautiful figure in a gorgeous kimono suddenly appeared—he held a folding fan in his hand, wore a fox-face mask, and had a melodious voice, but it was impossible to tell his gender.

However, behind him, nine fox tails danced wildly, bringing with them a soaring demonic aura.

"This is really troublesome. If I don't take action, the Land of the Demons will never have peace, and my plans will be ruined by these damned gods."

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"Fine, fine, Yuan Qingya, don't blame me if you die. I had no choice!"

"You're one of Seimei's few friends."

After a sigh, the path extends from a point to a line, and then to a surface.

The eerie, bluish-green flames wove together to form a massive net, poised to strike.

However, the fire net failed halfway through its mission.

The sky suddenly darkened, and the wind grew colder.

Countless snowflakes drifted down.

Before the nine-tailed fox Tamamo-no-Mae, a petite figure walked on the ice, blocking his path.

The cold wind and snowflakes on the shop extinguished the blazing foxfire.

As the wind and snow gradually subsided, a face that looked far too young was revealed.

That face bore an 80% resemblance to Liu Longren.

"I won't let you pass."

"I swear by this snow."

The boy's words were as cold as snowflakes. He held a katana as tall as himself and pointed it diagonally at the nine-tailed fox's throat.

The androgynous Tamamo-no-Mae paused for a moment, then smiled happily.

"Yo, Snow Child."

"It's been such a long time no see."

"As expected, your friends are more important to you than me, your former master, aren't they?"

This really saddens me.

"You haven't forgotten, have you? This Snow Walker was once my sword!"

Snow Child remained completely unmoved.

"These are two different things."

"Senior Qingya made me understand the meaning of being a yokai."

"Unlike you, who casually abandoned me!"

Tamamo-no-Mae's eyes flickered, and she suddenly gave a seductive giggle.

"Okay, okay, you naughty child, let's have some fun then~"

As he spoke, he ignited the foxfire and headed towards Snow Child's Snow Walk.

They've started blatantly cracking down on match-fixing!

On the other side, the enormous Yamata no Orochi is being besieged.

Princess Goldfish, standing atop a giant ship, soars into the air; the Great Tengu, controlling the storm; and a taciturn young swordsman with wild paint smeared on his face.

These three were locked in a fierce battle with the Yamata no Orochi, which was as large as a small mountain.

The main force among them was naturally the Tengu Lord with wings growing from his ribs.

He wielded a fan in one hand and a flute-sword in the other. With a flap of his wings, countless feathers, like sharp swords, pierced the Yamata no Orochi, leaving it covered in wounds.

But this kind of injury is not fatal.

The current Lord of Arakawa, who stands atop the giant goldfish ship, is still quite young and can only assist in the attack. However, the young swordsman who silently draws his sword leaves a wound on the Yamata no Orochi with every strike.

While the situation on this side reached a stalemate, the human army was engaged in a fierce battle.

The spirits of Mount Ooe are equally fearless and undaunted.

Upon seeing Minamoto no Yorimitsu, Shuten-dōji's eyes immediately turned red, and he entered his Demon King form without hesitation. Crimson flames surged forth, instantly melting the demon soldiers, displaying unparalleled power.

Minamoto no Yorimitsu was no pushover either. He glanced at the demon army formation with sharp, piercing eyes, sneered, drew his sword, and fearlessly charged into the demon ranks.

Meanwhile, the Fujiwara clan's Onmyoji also began to take action, preparing incantations to summon shikigami. They could go easy on Minamoto no Kiyomasa, who was practically one of their own, but they had no reason to go easy on these demons.

This may be the largest battle between demons and gods that Uesugi Kiyoshi has ever seen.

Even as an observer, he could feel the brutality of war.

Those weak monsters don't have the ability to be immortal.

They die when they are killed, just like humans.

The situation was initially deadlocked, but soon the lord of a hundred demons' allied forces began to suffer an overwhelming disadvantage.

Because more and more gods are taking part in this.

As the daughter of the underworld, Izanami commanded countless gods and was certainly not a lone commander.

And those gods who enjoy the offerings of the masses are indeed quite powerful.

However, Yuan Qingya, who raised his sword to the sky and fought fiercely with the "Goddess Mother," had the advantage.

Izanami, now in her true form, manipulated the waters of the underworld, barely managing to withstand the fierce sword strikes. Her figure swayed precariously, leaving no doubt that she might be cleaved in two and beheaded at any moment.

At a very specific moment.

Uesugi Kiyoshi suddenly widened his eyes.

To his surprise, the Lord of a Hundred Demons in the scene had strangely stopped swinging his sword.

It was as if his time had been stopped.

He didn't move, but the Daughter of the Underworld was not idle.

Izanami seized a golden opportunity, her eyes lit up, and she unleashed countless streams of water from the underworld, striking the Lord of a Hundred Demons heavily in the chest.

The boy's slender figure fell to the ground with a thud, stirring up a cloud of dust.

At the same time, the Yamata no Orochi, which was engaged in a fierce battle, suddenly roared madly and spat out a cloud of black mist. From the mist, a small snake with eight heads shot out and pierced through Gen Kiyoya's chest with lightning speed.

Izanami followed closely behind, her beautiful face contorted into a hideous grimace. With a flick of her wrist, she grasped a katana that shimmered with fluorescent light.

She wasn't exactly skilled with a sword, but Minamoto no Kiyomiya had already lost the ability to move.

With a single slash, the blade pierced the chest cavity, instantly rupturing the fragile human heart, and blood gushed forth like a tidal wave.

She was about to deliver the final blow when she heard a piercing wail.

Then, countless will-o'-the-wisps swept across the sky.

Aoandon flashed in front of Minamoto no Kiyoya, bent down and hugged him, then turned around and swung the lantern in her hand, knocking Izanami back hundreds of meters.

With a sorrowful expression and trembling slightly, she bent down and gently kissed Yuan Qingya's lips.

"It still made its move. You."

"you"

Before she could even utter a word, she was already sobbing uncontrollably.

Yuan Qingya showed no regret. He reached out and weakly stroked Qingxingdeng's face, then sighed softly.

"Don't cry. I don't like seeing you cry. Isn't this all expected?"

"It's all up to you now, thank you for your hard work."

"us."

See you in a bit.